assalamualaikum wbt..
sekian lame x menjenguk blog hitam nih...
bnyak bnde yg ingin dceritekan..tp syg mase mmg xmngizinkan...
kembare mencari diri...
itulah status aku sekarang...mencari obsesi diri...
susah nak pilih jalan hidup..inikan pule nak carik teman hidup..
huhh..sungguh ak xmmpu...
tersepit antare due pilihan...
yang kedua2 nye mnentukan hala tuju hidup ini..
wlaupon keduanye mmbwa tujuan yg sama..
tapi jalannya xsama...
boleyh dianalogikan...
antara husband dan boyfriend..
mane stu nk plih??
husband yg kite da penah hidup ngan dia..tahu keburukan dan kelebihan dia..tau ap yg dia suke dan ape yg dia xsuke...
atau boyfriend yg kite cintai..dan hdup dgn dia adlah impian kite..
tapi kite xtaw kburukan n kbaikan dia...
kompem korang pilih husband kan..
tapi masalah aku bukanla berkaitan dengan teman hidup...
sungguh jauh bezanya..
mungkin lebih tepat jika dianalogikan sbgai "the road not taken"..
yes..puisi yg kite blja mse scndary school dulu...
byangkan anda berdiri diantare 2 simpang...
simpang pertama anda pernah melaluinye dan tahu selok beloknye...
mnakala simpang ke-2 anda xpernah melaluinye...
dan tdak tahu ape yg ade dhjung jalan sane...
anda risau..takut..
seandainya anda memasuki simpang ke -2 itu...
anda xboleyh utk berpatah balik....
YA ALLAH...SUNGGUH AKU MAHU MELALUI SIMPANG KE-2 ITU..
SEANDAINYA AKU MEMANG DITAKDIRKAN UNTUK MELALUINYA,DAN AKU TAHU TAK MUNGKIN DAPAT BERPATAH SEMULA..MAKA PERMUDAHKANLAH JALAN HIDUPKU.....
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
p/s: tetibe plak tacink..hehhehe
